Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

As the Japanese pilots began to shoot, they discovered that their machine guns were not as good as theirs in caliber, flying speed and altitude, and range. How could they fight?

"Haha, Captain, I killed another one!"

"I killed two more!"

"Captain, this is so exciting! The Japs can't even reach us!"

The battle between the pilots and the Japanese fighter planes further demonstrated the powerful performance of the MiG-15 fighter.

This is simply a one-sided massacre!

"Comrades! Let's hold a competition to hunt down the enemy planes today to see who shoots down the most enemy planes. I will give him the title of ace pilot later!" Liu Zhenhua suddenly got an inspiration as he listened to the pilots' excited shouts, and informed them.

"Okay! Zhenhua's suggestion is good, I agree, but I have to host the award ceremony myself, no one can snatch it from me!" After hearing what Liu Zhenhua said, Lin Tian decided to give it a try.

"Captain, Commander, this is not fair. What should I do as the bomber pilot?" Suddenly Zhang Guoyang's resentful voice was heard, making everyone laugh.

"Guoyang, you killed the commander of the Japanese First Army. I will give you a separate honorary title when you go back!" Lin Tian touched his chin and smiled mysteriously at the prompt on the system panel.

Zhang Guoyang and others couldn't help but wonder: the battle wasn't over yet, and the ground forces hadn't fully occupied Taiyuan, so how did the commander know that Zhang Guoyang had killed the commander of the Japanese First Army?

But they didn't know that Lin Tian had been paying attention to the system. Just now when Zhang Guoyang bombed the Japanese headquarters, the system prompted that a Japanese lieutenant general commander had been killed.

If it was an ordinary lieutenant general, the system would not add the suffix "commander".

Although the rank of the First Army Commander is the same as that of the Division Commander, both are Lieutenant General, the title of Commander is higher than that of Lieutenant General after all...

In the sky, the one-sided air battle continued. MiG-15 fighters, two in a group, flew back and forth in the sky at subsonic speeds, firing at the Japanese fighter planes from all directions.

With the encouragement of Lin Tian and Liu Zhenhua, the soldiers worked harder. The army was fighting for its reputation, and the title of ace pilot was very famous everywhere.

"What should we do?! What should we do?! We are no match for the enemy planes!" The Japanese Air Force Flight Squadron Leader Yamada Umeji shouted in horror.

In less than five minutes, the enemy planes had destroyed nearly half of their fighter planes.

They couldn't even catch a glimpse of the other person's shadow, just like a group of pigeons being hunted by mountain eagles, with no power to resist.

Fear and despair lingered in the hearts of every Japanese pilot. What kind of plane was this? Where did China get such an advanced plane?

Even the European and American powers may not have this kind of aircraft.

Yamada Umeji was really hopeless this time. He wanted to command his troops to retreat, but after rushing left and right, he found that they could not get out at all. They were actually surrounded by enemy planes in the sky. This was truly a great shame and humiliation!

"Bakayalu! How could this happen?!"

"We will perish together! Warriors, launch a suicide attack. We will perish together with the enemy! Let them see the consciousness of the Imperial Air Force!!"

Veins bulged on Yamada Umeji's forehead and cold sweat broke out. He took out a photo of his family from his pocket and placed it on the dashboard. He realized that they could never go back today, so instead of dying in despair, it would be better to fight bravely.

The enemy planes must be extremely valuable, far more valuable than theirs. Even if they have to take a few of them with them, it will be worth it!

On the other side, in the Japanese headquarters in Peiping, in the North China Front Army Air Force Command, the commander frowned, listening to the desperate cries of the imperial pilots coming back on the radio. He was extremely shocked and angry.

90 fighter jets, a full 90 fighter jets, were no match for the Chinese Air Force.

"China's air force was destroyed by the Empire's fighter planes long ago. Where did they get such advanced fighter planes?" Commander Gong Yanzhu murmured in confusion.

The Chinese Air Force is in the hands of the Central Army. In previous air battles, the Locust Army pilots had already completely destroyed it. The sky above China is completely controlled by the Imperial fighter planes.

Where did so many advanced fighter jets suddenly come from?

But Gong Yanzhu didn't have time to think about it. The situation was critical. If he didn't make a decision soon, his position as commander would be over. "Send the Zero fighters! Send the Zero fighters! We must annihilate the Chinese Air Force in one fell swoop!"

After Gong Yanzhu gave the order, he immediately drove to the headquarters to meet with Okamura Ningji

……

In the sky above Taiyuan, the Japanese pilots rushed hysterically towards the fighter planes of the first division, attempting to die with them.

"It's getting dark, get on board!!"

“Onboard!!!”

The devils shouted loudly, trying to dispel the fear of death in their hearts, but it was all in vain.

"Hey, the Japs are getting anxious, everyone open up and shoot, don't let them succeed!" Liu Zhenhua looked at the Japanese fighter planes flying towards him madly and sneered with a very contemptuous tone.

If I, a subsonic jet fighter, am caught up by your old propeller fighter, I'd just pull out a nose hair and hang myself.

The pilots in the First Division had the same idea. Since the Japanese didn't want to die, they would satisfy them. After all, we are kind-hearted and a gentleman should help others to achieve their goals.

"Buzz..."

The MiG-15 fighter took full advantage of its high maneuverability and appeared behind the Japanese fighter in an instant.

"Da da da!!"

After a fierce burst of fire, one Japanese fighter plane after another was blown up in mid-air.

The people of Taiyuan looked at the beautiful fireworks in the sky through the doors and windows, and their hearts were extremely excited.

Having been slaves of a conquered nation for more than three years, they lived in fear every day, fearing that their families would be destroyed if the Japanese were unhappy.

And today, a bright ray of sunshine finally bursts out in their endless dark lives. This is the light of hope.

"Stop the shelling! Charge!" Lin Tian ordered as he saw the air battle was coming to an end.

There are less than ten enemy planes left in the sky, and we can probably kill them in a few minutes.

The Japanese in Taiyuan should be almost all dead. We have to quickly occupy Taiyuan now, otherwise we will be in a passive position once the Japanese reinforcements arrive.

"Weiguo, Fangzheng! Each of you send two battalions to quickly occupy the surrounding enemy airfields and build defensive fortifications. Once the air battle is over, our air force will move in immediately to defend Taiyuan!"

"Now that I'm here, I won't leave!"

Lin Tian continued to order.

The Air Force’s ammunition and fuel have been almost consumed. If they return to Laowangshan for supplies, the round trip will waste a lot of time.

However, there was a ready-made airport of the Japanese near Taiyuan. Now that the Japanese planes had been destroyed, the airport was vacant.

The Air Force quickly provided supplies, and at dawn, the Japanese reinforcements arrived.